By our own will, we declared our journey’s start,
By our own will, we declared our journey’s start,
Wherever the winds blow, there lies our heart.
By our own will, we declared our journey’s start.
Once, all was ours, a kingdom we did claim,
Once, all was ours, a kingdom we did claim,
Now, in our home, strangers to the name.
Now, in our home, strangers to the name.
Wherever the winds blow, there lies our heart.
By our own will, we declared our journey’s start.
Through time’s long march, a dust-filled, ancient track,
Through time’s long march, a dust-filled, ancient track,
Through time’s long march, a dust-filled, ancient track,
Who knows our home? Which paths do we retrace?
Who knows our home? Which paths do we retrace?
Wherever the winds blow, there lies our heart.
By our own will, we declared our journey’s start.
To move, to wander, a traveler's fate defined,
To move, to wander, a traveler's fate defined,
We ponder still, on which path we’re aligned.
We ponder still, on which path we’re aligned.
Wherever the winds blow, there lies our heart.
By our own will, we declared our journey’s start.
By our own will, we declared our journey’s start.
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